I AM THE RISE

1 Lydia Whitecliff keeps to herself in Unit 602. She’s my oldest resident. Silver haired, partial to crochet. Quiet. Not a troublesome tenant. A proud native to This City. It’s a shame how few of her kind remain.  Ron Morris, Unit 211, is a lonely bachelor who lives only for his dog. A runty, three-legged… Continue reading I AM THE RISE